I'm tired, old and haggard.
Shoot me. No, don't. Shoot at me?
Speaking of mortality, today's my birthday, yo! I want you all to download this book and read that shit, then post an honest review somewhere, even on the walls of a bathroom stall in a truck stop known for gay activity will do. Do it, you bastards, it's my birthday.
So, you want a story? On MY birthday, I gotta tell you a story? Assholes ... aha, just kidding, you're my friends and I love ya. Here's one you might not hate (NOTE: I'm gonna just post links to other places on the Net where the stories are posted from now on, at least until my girlfriend gets around to snazzing up my shit-tastic blog. Can't format this motherfucker to save my life!)
P.S. Happy Thanksgiving to all of my American friends, peers and fans!